1895, Alberta Town.

"Our Seokjinni is turning 18 next week. Hah, Where the days goes. Its like yesterday when he was so small face like a cute deer, and now turned out as prettiest man." Fubert said looking at the carved ceiling while caressing his wife's hair.

Agatha, his wife scoffed slightly and made an annoyed face which Fubert didn't failed to notice. "Why you don't like it when I speak of Jin. Why do you have to despise him?" He said in calm tone but hiding his upset.

"Fubert hon, how many times to tell you, I don't despise him, it's just we don't go well together." She really didn't liked seokjin from the beginning when Fubert saved his late sister's son, Jin, rather than their own second son, from drowning. Fubert said that he didn't do any partiality. Situation made him to save anyone of them, their younger child was out if reach and Jin was lucky.

But her stubbornness never understood.

Pride to waters. Agatha really wanted her first son, Jimin to Marry Jin. She despised seokjin but couldn't despise his beauty. Seokjin rejected them saying that he thinks of jimin as his brother. Which Fubert respected but Agatha considered it as his ego for his beauty. Fueling the hatred even more.

On the other side Fubert was amazed by Seokjin. His wittiness, curosity to learn new things, his kindness, gentleness, his art in beautiful poems, cooking skills, sweet singing, coy yet gullible nature and caring aura.

Everything of Seokjin had something pleasant which Fubert considered as uncommon. His nephew was indeed a beautifully rare. He really never liked how his wife was treating Jin, like he is some sort of servant. But, he never picked quarell. She is dear to him like how dear jin is.

"Uncle, Does God really exist?" Fubert who was reading newspaper, shifted his gaze to jin, who was busy in deep thinking. "Jin, why don't you play with your pals or go out in the market, fairs, bakery just like others do." Jin sighed and fidgetted with his pink shirt.

"They don't really like me. They always outcast me." He shrugged his shoulders. "And you know this question is eating me up. I haven't slept last night. Look at my dark circles." He widened his eyes to show dark circles on which his uncle laughed.

Here his curiosity didn't ended in fact it rose, which sometimes annoyed Fubert. Where everybody searches for answers, Fubert only wanted to know from where does Jin brings such questions. Such questions which never came into his brain before.

"So uncle what do you think, Why does human exists?"

Here Fubert placed his hands on his head, clearly disturbed by new questions popping up in minutes. He quickly stuffed muffin inside Jin's mouth, which made younger to giggle on his annoyed uncle.
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After two years.

Fubert wasn't in splendid health like he used to be in. His left hand was half dead. So, going in London for his treatment was best choice for him. But, before leaving he wanted to give gift to both of his sons. Jin and Jimin.
Jimin was gifted with farm as he wished for and Jin, though he didn't asked for anything, uncle knew the best for him.

"Hey Jini, come here." He gestured younger to sit beside him on the bed.

"Before I leave, I wanna gift you something." Jin who was in verge of crying showed his curious filled doe eyes.

"The day after tomorrow, a pretty intelligent, respectful philosopher is going to visit our town. Jeon Jungkook. Gentleman is 35 and has spent a decade studying philosophy. Very clever, brilliant-so I hired him to be your tutor. From now you'll get someone who will give answers to your silly questions."

"Thank you my dearest Uncle. Love you" Seokjin smiled.

"Love you too my little bun." Happy was to be an understatement. Seokjin was beyond happy that he hugged his uncle tightly showering with gratitude. He really wanted someone who shall provide him vise words and knowledge.
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"Good morning Mr Jeon! So good to see the man with great name here in front of us. I'm glad, you accepted my proposal to be tutor of my nephew." Both shook their hands. Fubert could clearly see his intelligence through his sharp neat appearance.

Jeon Jungkook tutoring anyone wasn't quite often. He would only choose the capable through tests. He wouldn't just step into anyone's house to waste time over deadwits. But, Fubert was someone he respects and shares good relations and so he would teach his nephew without any conditions.

"I'm glad that you saw me capable to teach your nephew." Fubert gave a welcoming smile. Pleased by Jeon's words. While his wife just ignored them and paddled towards her room.

"He was always the one running through the doors of questions and a strong will to learn. Quite anti social he is but didn't stayed home for nothing, he takes him time for books rather than circling with pals and gossiping other people's life. He is my precious doll. Oh you need to meet my dear nephew." He chuckled.

"Seokjin! Get down here. Mr Jeon has arrived."

A faint voice answered him back.

Jungkook saw a delicate figure gracefully walking downstairs. As he came closer, Jeon's heart beat turned faster that he never felt before. His eyes couldn't gulp down too much of beauty. Those angelic features amazed him. His black little long silky hairs fitted perfectly to small pretty face. He just felt like this beauty was rare.

Jin brisked down the stairs in utter excitement, to see a tall hunk gentleman with calm poker face. His long black cloak hided his buff body, which for unknown reason made Seokjin blush hot pink colour. He was astound by handsome man that stood in his pride. How he be more handsome than all those prince is fairytales described. I've never seen somebody to be this good looking.

All of his intelligence showed through his callous posture. Aura screaming superiority Jungkook reached out his hand which Seokjin coyly accepted. "Pleasure to meet you Sir." Jin said. Jungkook somehow felt calmed at his voice.

"Jungkook is fine. I'll be pleased If you call me that. No formalities and chuffed to meet you too Seokjin." Seokjin really loved the way his name sounded through Jungkook's cold voice.

As Jeon was sipping tea while talking to furbert uncle. Jin stole glances to study older's face. Those big doe eyes, pointed nose, sharp jawline, jet black hair neatly parted really everything of him stunned seokjin.

Jin really liked how his favorite pink Teacup fitted in jungkook's large veiny hands. "Jin please can you serve another cup of tea to Mr jeon."

Jin was pulled out of his thoughts. And embarrassingly stood to serve older tea. As he was doing he saw older staring at him intensely, which flustered him. He could feel hotness slathered on his face and inside stomach but totally liking the way those eyes were on him.

Before Jeon could avert his gaze back, he felt the heart's strings tugging, he could feel something this beauty shall take from him.

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This story is partly inspired by true heart breaking love story of Abelard and Héloise.